State of confusion never ceases to trigger whenever spirituality seaps into deep thoughts. The more you ponder so hard, the harder the rope tightens around frustration. Oblivious to the possibility of you someday exploding into insanity, there is nothing done can stop de javu. Every step you trudge forward, more thoughts fill the mind, the road you're travelling gradually more tedious, but life moves ahead of you. You feel your breath being snatch away, the will to perservere being sucked into nothingness. And I wouldn't agree less - 'nothing comes from nothing'.

And at times, breaking away from cliche, life portraits a surreal painting - so unpredictable and sinful. Then comes music. You find yourself craving to hear songs you always listen to - the tunes so familiar and memorisable; the amazing rate songs are being remembered by heart always, how tunes and lyrics linger in memories forever, somewhat. There, the different genres, the different tunes, the different lyrics, stirring myriads of emotions within you. Songs, they cause more thinking-disorientation sometimes, other times, they make you glide with freedom, swaying with the rhythem.

Let me waltz to the music and hum the melodies to the One who made Man.